28/08/2026

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i love days that feel slow and i can hear both my feelings and my thoughts. i get to spend many hours with the people i love and do things i really love, it makes me feel very nice and very alive.

i was making a playlist and listening to every song on it while making it, not in a hurry to finish it - it was so great. it made me feel many feelings and i thought about many things. for example, it makes no sense when they say people don’t change. they do. i am not the same person i was yesterday. i don’t know who i will be tomorrow. i like to keep it that way, so when tomorrow comes, i’ll be surprised. and then i will be happy

it is very late at night and i do not wish to sleep. let my soul be consumed by the sentiment of being alive. let it swallow me whole, like the sea washing up at the shoreline. yes i am young. yes i am old. the stardust that forms my body has seen many forms of existing and i am as imparnent as everything else.

except love. love is everlasting. because all is love.

i opened my window and whispered you love through the form of a kiss blowing through the wind. i hope you can catch it. i have a lot of hope inside of me. i write the word hope a lot. i am hopeful and also sad but i am never and will never be a pessimist. it’s important to know not only what you are, but what you are not. i am not a pessimist.

i think music is the most beautiful thing in the world and i think streaming services overwhelm you by turning it into content that should be consumed a lot. i made today a 30 minute playlist. it felt relieving. made me more connected and less consumed by the noises of consumerism. i named the playlist today’s date: 28/03/2026

my cousin and i were talking and i told her i think every bad person is either unaware of themselves or of others, which disrrupts the natural connection all things in the world have. i don’t think she believes in that connection, but she agreed that the problem is the unawareness. unaware of yourself, unaware of others. i believe a huge part of that connection is love. not being aware disrrupts love.

i hope you are doing better and i hope you know sometimes (most of the times) i write for you. i want you to know me. it’s silly, because i forget you already do. i forget how much you love me and it scares me, like it scared me this morning. but knowing you love me also scares me, because i don’t think i understand how someone can love me - specifically you, because you’re so great. but you already know this. you already know all these things. because you know me. you pay attention. maybe knowing, attention and love are all the same things disguised as others by language placing them as different words.

i don’t forget proper ponctuation, i just don’t use it in pieces like this. but sometimes i do forget, and if that ever happened in a letter written to you, my love, i am sorry. i will sign this as a letter.

- devotedly yours,

mar

the cover image link, i used it for my playlist